Caught sight of myself in the mirror this morning and saw the light yellow-green evidence of her love bites. Â Touched each of them lightly, then a little harder.. Â she got me good.
We’ve been texting back and forth today, things we enjoyed, things we want to do again, things we want to try together. Â Ruby reminded me of something that I keep replaying over and over again, swooning each time.
… I was leaning back against her chest, she’d been massaging my shoulders and arms, which led her hands to my chest. Â She fingered my nipples lightly at first, then pinched and pulled.
“Yes, pull on them.. yesssss!” Â a husky hiss, more of a demand than a request.
“Mmmm… ” she responded, “That’s not very nice…”
“Please! Â Please, pull on them, please….” begging now, wanting it so badly there was no room for playing hard to get.
And she did and I kept begging for it and it was absolutely wonderful, pain and pleasure mixed, her clever strong fingers pinching and tugging and kneading my soft fleshy bits.
*happy sigh*
And now she’s talking about using clamps next time … grrrrrr… yes, like very much, as long as she keeps using those hands, because as much as I like implements, living flesh, skin and bone are always the best.
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